Lucas watched her as she took a mouthful of the food she had made, the small gesture making his cock twitch. Fuck, how could he even think eating was sexy? Ignoring his thoughts he took a mouthful of the food she prepared and almost moaned aloud. "This is beautiful baby." He complimented taking another mouthful, she could cook which pleased him for some reason.
"Thank you." She blushed beautifully at his compliment. It was nice just eating with her, no conversation needed as they watched tv in her small home, this was the most comfortable he had felt in forever and instead of feeling the fear he usually felt in intimate moments he felt....content.
Once they had finished she stood to take his now empty bowl but he stood with her and ushered her toward the kitchen following closely behind. "I'll wash and you can dry." He told her and watched as her pretty face looked confused for a moment before she nodded in acceptance and done was what asked of her. He enjoyed the weirdly domestic and mundane job of doing dishes with her and managed to make her laugh when he flicked soap suds at her. When they finished she grabbed another bottle of wine and they went back to the sofa, she went to sit in her spot when he grasped her hand. Sighing and rolling her eyes she let him pop her on his lap again.
"That was beautiful food baby, thank you." He told her kissing her cheek as she snuggled into him.
"You're welcome." She smiled broadly. "I'll let you know a secret." She blushed a little and lent so her lips were by his ear. "I like feeding people." He didn't like that she wanted to cook for others and he felt a sliver of jealousy creep up his spine but he pushed it down.
"I'll let you know a secret." He changed tactics and moved himself so he was nipping her earlobe. "I like you cooking for me." He put emphasis on me so she understood he didn't want her cooking for anyone but him. Jeez, what was wrong with him? Could he get more possessive? And yet a part of him didn't care that he was try to stake his claim.
Lucas poured the, another drink and started shifting through her amazon prime. He picked The Boys and noticed the slight smirk of a smile, she clearly liked the programme not that she would tell him. It irked him that she seemed to dismiss the connection he felt, she had to feel it too? She snuggled into him and he found himself playing with her hair half massaging her head as he did so, it was the first time normal felt better than extra ordinary. He could do this every night and as much as he wanted to hate that idea, he really didn't.
"Are you staying?" She asked him, he noted she tried to sound like she didn't care but he saw the hope in her eyes.
"Well I've had too much to drive." He answered whilst pouring more wine for each of them, he was trying to not sound like a love sick puppy but he saw he'd made a mistake when he saw the flash of anger in her eyes.
"Well man mountain, you can have the bed you're bigger than me I'll take the sofa." She huffed turning her body slightly so she wasn't looking at him.
"I am spending the night with you, so we'll be sharing the bed." He told her, he felt her stiffen. "Not up for discussion baby I came here to share your bed, even if that's for just sleeping." He commanded before she could argue before he realised what he had said. "I'll still fuck you senseless in the morning." He quickly added, what was wrong with him, he literally wanted to just hold her and sleep, nothing else just be with her. But he had said this was just sex and she had agreed, she didn't want to know, she wanted a fuck buddy and he would do that but tonight he just wanted to hold her close and sleep.
"Senseless, you're awfully cocky for a guy I've fucked -"
"Correction I've fucked you and I'm not cocky, you gave me your wet panties remember." He chuckled to himself.
"Correction, I let you fuck me." She giggled the wine giving her a little more confidence. "Perhaps Mick is the guy I really want." She laughed and though he knew she was joking he wasn't happy. He grabbed her chin and kissed her harshly, revelling in the fact that she responded so eagerly to him.
"Mick isn't the guy for you." He growled.
"You don't know that." She argued.
"If He was you would have told me to leave already, you like a bad boy." He told her.
"And I guess you're a bad boy?" She purred, the hand that wasn't holding the glass of wine threading through his hair. "Because I don't think bad boys do the dishes." She winked at him.
"We don't unless the woman is worth it." He responded kissing her lips briefly, he could have fucking slapped himself for that comment.
"Careful baby, you almost sound like a guy who wants more than sex." He nearly came when she called him baby, he was whipped he had no idea why but fuck she could ask anything of him and he'd do it, not that he'd tell her that.
"No, but I wanna be your fuck buddy." He back tracked. "Your only fuck buddy." He added and again he felt he could have slapped himself for sounding needy.
"You know I'm dating." She argued with a laugh.
"You can date who you want, but you will only fuck me." He told her and he meant it, if he had to beat every guy who came near her he would.
"Idiot." She laughed kissing him quickly. "Well Im tired so there is no fucking tonight." She laughed managing to stand.
"Fine by me." He told her as he followed her up stairs. "But be naked." He added.
They both got ready for bed, she pulled back the covers and to his distaste she put on some pyjamas. "Too many clothes kitten." He told her as he stripped out of his clothes so he was naked, he watched her bite her lip and he wanted to do it for her. She slowly took off her pyjamas until she was also naked. He wanted to bury himself in her hard and fast but he simply got into bed and waited for her to join. When she turned the light off and got in the bed he reached for her, snaking his arm around her middle and pulled her flush against him. "Goodnight baby." He whispered kissing her shoulder.
"Goodnight handsome, sweet dreams." She responded breathily snuggling closer to him and within minutes both were fast asleep.

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Using the Bad Boy
RomanceGeorgia is 27 and following a bad break up has decided to do what all grownups do when they are heart broken and embarrassed, she packs up her things and moves. Lucas is 30 and has a bad reputation, he loves women, not in the sense that he wants to...