The start of a love story and culinary indulgence

A great good morning to all!

What a busy, fruitful acknowledgement into observing, experiencing and imagining spaces in time where much erotic dalliances can , did and would take place.
Thoughts provocative, lovers daring, have sent me on a new tangent where the bedroom becomes the centre stage of a love affair deep, where the kitchen becomes nourishing, feeding, consuming, deliciously delectable in preparations culinary and 'otherwise'...

two pieces to be posted:-

One - a bedroom love story

Two - a kitchen preparation to feed a tummy hungry

And thus the prelude to my stories:-

"The bed knew to still be warm. His form cuddled deep within the fluffy duvet. And even though the sun had risen high, he refused to make a move.
She contemplated opening the curtains and decided to rather leave him in the depths of what they had shared the night before.
The days responsibilities be calling but, deciding to take a moment, to reflect on evening past and what the day would hold.
A seat before a window huge, revealing the realities of outside, revealing that nothing be too heavy to handle for the warm body of a lover next door would be indulged in at a later stage... again...at her mercy, at her pace, at her request...RB.